Dominating Sword Immortal Chapter 11: Outer first disciple
Chapter Eleven The First Disciple
Hoo ...
In the flat courtyard, a figure is practicing his fists steadily, and the strong wind brought by the fierce punch blows the ground dust and spins endlessly.
"Drink!"
After a set of punches, the figure suddenly exerted force. Two consecutive boxing hit the hardwood stake with a thick waist. The card was rubbed. The stake could not withstand the damage of the punch. After going out seven or eight meters, the volley collapsed into fine pieces of wood.
"Fist strength has finally become rigid and flexible."
The last day before Chuang Mu Ren Xiang, Ye Chen didn't have a slack thought, he honed his diamond boxing skills wholeheartedly, and his powerful soul force made him clearly feel the force of every inch of his body. The strength of each part is fused into one, producing a deeper level of explosive power, which is why he can practice Vajrayana to the highest level.
"People who want to create Vajrayana do not necessarily practice it to the highest level. I have an advantage in this, but the advantage of the other side's own martial arts has compared me."
Being grinning for his boring thoughts, Ye Chen shook her head and walked to the stone table not far away.
A white porcelain bottle is placed on the round stone table, and the mouth of the bottle is sealed with a red cork. It is exactly one hundred and two silver bottles.
Oh!
Ye Chen lifted the stopper and put the mouth of the bottle down. Soon, the milky liquid flowed into the palm, and a faint clear fragrance permeated.
Undress, Ye Chen rubbing his body with his body cream.
"It's so happy." Ye Chen just felt the fiery breath slowly infiltrating into the skin, gradually invading into the muscles, blood, and bones, as if some ants were digging inside, a bit itchy. With pain.
When I looked down, I saw that the muscles on the surface of the strong body were tangled and shiny, like the fierce cheetah. The streamlined body was extremely explosive. It is difficult to imagine that this is the physique of a 14-year-old boy. Of course, and Compared to Xu Jing's seemingly weak body, Ye Chen was more than doubled.
Exercising for a while, Ye Chen put on her clothes, brought a steel sword, and went out of the courtyard gate to the announcement square in Liuyunzong West District.
Announcement Plaza is the place where Liu Yunzong announces some major events. The event that Mu Renxiang will open tomorrow should have been announced. After all, many newcomers are still in a confused state. I do n’t know what to pay attention to. Like leaf dust.
In fact, Ye Chen does n’t need to go there. He should know what he knows. Basically, there will be no change, but now he is different from the past and cannot passively survive. Everything must be mastered and strive to achieve nothing. Sometimes it just happens that the details determine success or failure.
Moreover, the day before Chong Mu Lane, the Announcement Square must have gathered a lot of people, just to take the opportunity to watch the strength of others.
Looking at the flowers all the way, Ye Chen found that in Liu Yunzong's more than two years, he didn't even have a friend who could play well, but he really failed.
With a bitter smile, Ye Chen felt a little envious of the group of laymen around him, watching them laugh and laugh, but pleased.
The announcement square is here. Looking ahead, a large square square marble square appears in sight, and in front of the square, a huge wall is erected there, with a giant white paper on it. With five black characters of 'Chuang Mu Ren Xiang'.
As people flow into the square, Ye Chen's ears are filled with various sounds.
"Last year's No. 1 disciple Wu Zongming was the first disciple in the Woods Lane competition. I don't know who this year will be?"
"I think nine out of ten is Wu Zongming, who knows how far his strength has progressed in the past six months."
"It makes sense, but I'm more optimistic about the outsider Zhang Haoran on the first day."
"Zhang Haoran! That is the rare genius who is thirteen years old and has reached the tenth level of practice!"
"No, I heard that when he joined Liu Yunzong when he was twelve years old, he already had the ability to practice the seventh layer of Qi, and now only one year has passed. Speed is incredible. "
A sneer said: "No matter how genius Zhang Haoran has just entered the tenth layer of Qi training, don't forget that Wu Zongming was the tenth layer of Qi training six months ago, and now I'm afraid we are only left The second half is far away. "
"Hey, to speak well is half a step away. To say badly is to fail the clearance, otherwise you would have reached the true state of mind." The talker's face had thin lips, with a bit of harshness.
"You dare to insult Wu Zongming." The outside student who spoke for Fang Zongming was angry.
Fanglian disciples did not show weakness, "I know you are Wu Zongming's friend, but I am not, I just say it truthfully, wherever it goes, it makes sense."
"Huh, it makes sense."
Suddenly, a cold voice came over, and then, a strong momentum came out of nothing, sweeping like a whirlwind.
The crowd looked intently. A few dozen steps away, a young man in a blue suit with a sword on his shoulders stood tall and stared at the man who mocked him.
Wu Zongming is the first disciple of the outside door.
Ye Chen stood aside with interest, and secretly said: I watched a show.
The square-faced disciple who had previously made Wu Zongming worthless seems to be scared by the other's momentum, stuttering: "I ... am I not saying ... fact?"
Wu Zongming smiled, "Do you know who I hate the most? Cowards who talk bad things about others in the ground now give you a chance to atone for your sins. If you can take my hand, this thing will be revealed. Ever, dare not dare! "
One palm! The disciple of Fanglian blinked his eyes. His practice was on the eighth floor of the practice atmosphere, and he was a full two floors away from Wu Zongming. However, there should be no major problems with the next palm, and he would be slightly injured at most, but he would not accept it. It's a coward, and he won't be able to look up in front of everyone.
"Okay, one palm at a time, what fear!"
After speaking, his body is slightly arched, his right arm hangs down, and his clothes are covered automatically without wind, apparently converging into the right arm.
"This is the starting position of Koyasha's palm!" Some people could not help but say it.
Fanglian disciple smiled proudly. Xiaoyasha Zhang was a human-level high-level martial art. He should not have been able to obtain this martial art in his capacity, but his uncle was an elder of Liuyunzong's out-door and prepared a high-level martial arts for him. Order martial arts is not yet captured.
With Xiaoyasha's palm, he is confident to take Wu Zongming's move, maybe he won't fall, then his name will ring.
Wu Zongming's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "Are you ready?"
Fanglian disciple raised his eyes, "Waiting at any time."
At this moment, everyone is holding their breaths, watching the two intently, one is the first disciple of the outside gate, and the other is the disciple of the eighth layer of the practicing atmosphere. Although the two sides only fought one move, they should You can see some of their strengths, even if you can't see them, they have a long vision.